C96 Raw Vulnerability
GINA’S POV
I lay on the bed for a while, tears streaming down my eyes as they soaked the dusty foam. Maybe I lingered there, hoping he would reach out to me, offering his comforting touch, a heated kiss on the neck, or pulling me to his chest in a warm embrace. I yearned to hear him tell me those words I longed to hear.
But he never came.
Fuck him.
I hated him now, as much as I loved him
